C.C. "sweetheart" I called her, was such a beautful little soul. I can never forget when I first got her, it was before christmas, and my dad came home with her for me, said she was my present. When she was born, nobody wanted her, they all said she was ugly looking, but I loved her, everything about her was special. She slept beside me every night, sat beside me every day. She met me at the bus stop after school, and we would race home. she always won. My dad got so angry with her all the time, she would sit by him and let out the stinkiest farts, ever! he would get so mad, at her, but we all just laughed. C.C. was always so active, and playful, she was always there wanting to play. She took in my sisters cat as her own, and my dads rotweiler as hers too. and took care of them. C.C. was just a small terrier/mix and she loved eveything big or small. when my kids were born, she sat by their bassinets watching over them while they slept, if they made any noise she perked up and called me right away. I had to tell her that they were alright..she was so loving. She would always sneeze in my face, daily. it was so gross, but i loved her. I thank god for having brought my sweetheart into my life, she made me feel so complete, now I have a huge hole in my heart where she shoud be. I never realized how much I loved her until the day she passed away in my arms. C.C. began to slowly get sick a few years ago. first was the beginning of glucoma in her right eye, she was on med for the pain and headaches it caused her. she began to slowly lose her sight, and arthritus began to set in. as she got older, she began to move more slowly, and she was having a hard time to hold her bladder. her teeth began to go bad, causing infection and problems in her blood. she couldnt eat as much, And I believe she was going deaf too. This past summer, she was 18 years old. There were days when she was still so playful, and fun,She slept in my sisters room with all of the other pets, 4 mimi pinchers and she loved and tolerated those little crazy, energetic pups, they loved her too. My sister loved her a great deal too.

Then one night C.C. wasnt herself. she just laid around on the floor. I sat with her all day in my arms, holding her, petting her, and letting her know i was here for her. she couldnt even drink water, or hold herself up. so i made an appointment for the Doctor. we got there, and he said she was just far too old. And needless to say I wasnt aware that she developed a heart murmer. The dr. told me he could keep her in the hospital overnight, try to help her, but he didnt see the need to make her suffer anymore. It was the hardest decision I had to make, and I hypervenilate every time I think of it. I cant forgive myself for doing this to my baby C.C. it felt so wrong at the same time, and still does. But I didnt want my precious baby to suffer anymore. C.C. passed away in my arms August 28th at 4:30pm. 

Four days after her passing I believe she had her last visit, she got all the dogs in a frenzy, we could hear her collar around the house, she barked at my moms window, and came to my bed to say good bye. And everyday that passes I will think of her, picture her in my head and love her so much more, with each passing day. 

Dear sweet C.C. you are loved so much, and I will never forget you my beautiful sweetheart. I hold you in my heart.

Always and Forever Sweetheart!!

Rest in Sweet Peace my baby girl I love you.